Second Verse Same As The First

Things did not start off so great entering the ring before round 2. The night before I was scheduled to come in I developed sinus drainage and a sore throat. My immediate worry was that I caught the strep throat that is floating around the office in the cube next to me...(Daniel Banks I'm looking in your direction). Hopefully it's just some allergy that got kicked up while I was cutting the grass on Wednesday. Either way, I am now taking some antibiotics.

The chemo treatment room was pretty empty when I was ushered in just after 9am. There wasn't near as much waiting for a chair, or just waiting in general, this time around. I got to pick the same chair I was in last time and had the same nurse as last time (Rosie) which relaxed me. Doing the treatment in the morning will probably be my preferred method for the rest of the time. Everything ran quicker.

Over the course of my couple hours there the room began to fill up again with mostly elderly people. I find that many of them see me and say "You're so young!" I'm not quite sure how to take that yet. I don't know if they mean, "It's so sad that you're young and have cancer," or "You're so young and you won't having any problem getting past this."

The entire session I was tired. More groggy than tired actually. I don't remember it being quite like this last time, but I also did it after a good night's sleep and in the afternoon.

I'm home now and ready for a nap.